Gone To The Beach: September Fades Away

Monday, September 29, 2025

September Fades Away

[above drawing is NOT by me***]

Hello, hello! How is everyone? I think the looming hurricanes went out to sea, and we all are safe. I used to pay no attention to hurricane forecasts, until H Sandy caught me very unaware. Now I watch and worry.

Mostly I have been doing projects for friends [think tie dye, think patches], next some alterations and some doll clothes..

and laboring along w various quilt projects. Sometimes I lose creative momentum. . I get busy and happy, just having fun--- then a tiny glitch can totally throw me off track.

Does that ever happen to you ?

Noah’s Ark: the aqua whale w the other two grey was hopelessly wrong. Trust me it looked awful in person.

Had to do over. which didn't please me as a redid the aqua whale's mouth at least three times. So tiny, so fraying.

Red baskets. Stymied by a border and the realization I won’t get it done and back from quilter in time to use this year. And who knows what next year may bring.

I loved the the anchoring base border in the Tiny Pumpkin print.

Just for fun I asked on IG and everyone but one [and me] chose the burnt orange sprig instead.

I went with that because I know it is more usable that way--but was surprised at everyone's somewhat safe boring choice. However I knew--in my practical heart--that I'd regret the tiny jackolanterns come November, lol. And I am very grateful to Two Thimbles who include a gift fat quarter/ fat eighth? in each order. The pumpkin colored almost solid was their choice, otherwise I'd not have had it or thought to use it. Two Thimbles

Next make do/ upcycle: a darling gingham Maple Leaf that was mixed in w the Red Baskets. Just a candle mat or crock tuck. But someday I would love to make an Autumn Leaves quilt, like blog friend Nancy made a few years ago.

Darling Whatnots: it’s back! [pics to come] Wait til you see it quilted, it's just a delight. But I’d planned to match the wide tomato red border for its binding. But not enuf fabric. I dithered all week. Made my choice---six times! I will show you soon. It may not be anyone else's taste but it will always make me smile.

Snow children: Silent Night's final touch. I keep burying the wool and patterns, ignoring it. It's the quilt that just won't go into its closet and shut up, isn't it.

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Another stymy moment: my dining room plate rack.

I had to take down all the plates and not use the summer blues because of the vibration of the brick workers jackhammering. Couldn't decide what to put up now. I haven't used my beautiful polychrome brown and sepia transferware in many years---but then I 'd have to change for Christmas, so soon, and again in January. I decided to go with Winter and just do the black Staffordshire. I can put a few red pieces out if I want to at Christmas. My days of redoing the home decor each month seem to be gone. I so rarely have friends or family in like I once did. Life is so quiet, times change. How I miss the joy of the bustle and chaos.

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Last week there was one cool day. I refocused and did some baking. Yummy roasted cauliflower. Biscuits from a Pillsbury Grands roll. Yes my oven needs a clean cycle, it is just too hot though.

[I am going through, using up, supplies ahead of storms and cold weather to come.] And I made The Most delicious pear tart.

It could be any fruit or a mixture. I love pears.

The juice sort of ran through the crust and made the bottom pastry wonderfully sweet and crispy. Served warm with a dollop of vanilla Greek yogurt. I could have eaten the whole tart. Yum!

Mo had a child visit him today. He was sooo good, remembering his tricks and being so sweet. I don't let him dance on his hind legs anymore due to hip pain and arthritis. Those are young pug antics. The mom always says he is so stinky, though. I never notice, he is brushed daily and sprayed w a special fur .conditioner every third day. Peach! Face and neck washed. I'd do his feet but that is a big no for many pugs: "Do not touch my toes, mommy!" In my opinion, Pugs are very clean and just smell faintly wooly, so it upset me on his behalf.